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Jul. 6th, 2010

Another picture from yesterday's (very peaceful and relaxing, not counting the wild pigs that tend to freak me out a bit, for which I totally blame all those fatal boar hunts in Greek mythology) evening walk in the Lainzer Tiergarten...

Had my hair cut today, as in, it's now shorter than it's been in some 36 years or so, as in, I'll have to remember using sunscreen on the back of my neck now for the first time in my life; diagonal fringe, very short everywhere else. I'm so pleased with it I actually tried to take a picture, but I looked completely psychotic on each and everyone of them.

Also rewatched CoE over the last weekend, and what really struck me once again, especially now that I deliberately shifted the focus away from the relationship angle, is the sheer (I still don't have a better word for it) Greek tragedy quality of Day Five especially. They all doom themselves. Jack of course, Ianto, who insists on doing the right thing, Alice, who worried about the state of the world when 90% just look away, Frobisher, who in the beginning was vain enough to be proud that he was being trusted with all this. And then in the end there are the three unlikely heroes who saved the world, Jack, who did something terrible trying to make amends for something worse, Johnson, who believed she was protecting the state by murdering people, and Dekker, the evil spirit in the background who always survived by standing back. Day Four I can deal with, but Day Five... it's still almost impossible to adequately put it into words.


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Jul. 6th, 2010 06:22 am (UTC)
Day Four I can deal with, but Day Five... it's still almost impossible to adequately put it into words.
I've not actually re-watched it since last summer, and I'm wary of doing so to be honest. Day Four is personal (that's why it hit so hard), but as you say Day Five is horrific on a completely different level. It reminds me of AtS, actually:

ILLYRIA: Your world is so small. And yet you box yourselves in rooms even smaller. You shut yourselves inside... in rooms, in routines.
WESLEY: There are things worse than walls. Terrible... and beautiful. If we look at them for too long they will burn right through us. Truths we couldn't bear. Not every day.

Jul. 6th, 2010 09:33 am (UTC)
Rembering scenes like that is what makes it almost impossible for me to re-watch AtS. It's just so - bleak, in spite of the occasional sugar overdose. So if I can't even watch AtS., imagine what CoE would do to me...
Jul. 6th, 2010 06:54 pm (UTC)
For me it did make things easier. It took me at least a couple of weeks until I could bring myself to do it the first time, but I was writing meta and in the end I had to, and I'm glad I'm did, because bleakness or not, it helped me to appreciate the story as a story. Then again; I'll admit I'm not the most emotional person ever...
Jul. 6th, 2010 06:46 pm (UTC)
This was the (I think) third time I've rewatched it and repetition does help a bit. What I find really fascinating is that I'm getting something slightly different out of it every time, and it becomes easier to appreciate the story instead of being overwhelmed by it...
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